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This poem is epic
so I named it so
it's more epic than wind and snow
which are in there own respects quite epic
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They are watching me
with their eyes made of jelly
why have they come?
is it the summer ball?
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this poem is the shortest I've written
however it may appear long
because the actual poem
is hidden somewhere far away
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4.

If I was a rasta
that worked in asda
I would only eat pasta
to make the day go fasta'
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I sat on a mat
it felt like a cat
it was a cat
and now it is dead
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My stomach fell out yesterday
it fell on the floor and danced all day
When I asked it why
it did not reply
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Owwwwww!
That's the sound of me grating my face
I thought I was cheese so the pain is just
I am no chedder
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The savoy cabbage was the first I dealt with
I boiled it in my broth
and by broth I mean a molten lake
where I cook all my stuff
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Epic Poem

This poem is epic
so I named it so
it's more epic than wind and snow
which are in there own respects quite epic
snow could be described as ghetto
and wind can take on epic forms
like a spinning tiger with legs made of iron bars
that would be pretty epic
infact I think that happened in outer mongolia
to a young girl how got hit by the iron bars
sadly she died
but the type of death was one we all wish for
over exposure to pure epicness
like viewing a snail with a lightsaber who flies over mountains made of cheese
that's bleedin' epic
imagine it if you can
can you?

I imagined it so according to the ontological arguement
it exists
im scared now
it may be coming to get me
and although I will suffer the best kind of death
it will be death still
and what is death without life
it is simply death
that was mock epic
those statements aren't as deep as you think they are
they are meerly the ramblings of a crazy man
you fell for it did you not
I know you did for I can see you
your PC moniter is actually a camera

If you're paranoid then you will be scared now
and for that reason I laugh
I can see your fear
I smell it
it is like raspberry ripple ice cream
your fear is wierd
I don't like you anymore
this poem is bleedin' epic!

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